Ch. 39

I started heading out from the forest to the sidewalk again. I began my tretrously long walk to the pack house. About 10 minutes later I was stopped by an all too familiar motorcycle.

"What are you doing?" Dex lifted the visor of his helmet, showing me his dark gray eyes again. I quickly looked away, not falling for that twice in a day.

"Walking to the pack lands." I answered.

"Isn't that really far to walk? Quit being stubborn and get on." He held an extra helmet out at me.

I looked at it for a moment. I need to get home quickly, but do I want to ride a bike with him?

I'm tired, and this walk would wipe me completely out. I let out an exasperated sigh, taking the helmet from him. I climbed onto the back of the motorcycle. This is my first time on a bike and I am kind of nervous.

I may be able to heal, but it doesn't mean it won't hurt if I get injured. Bikes can be so dangerous. He started going and I was a bit scared. I grabbed onto the back of the bike, but it felt like I was